What experience has taught me ; an autobiography of Thomas William Burton .. . elessly,evidently he will transact business carelesslythrough life and become a dwarf in the commer-cial world. If a mother is telling her neighborsomething which took place the day before, per-haps, one of her children is apt to take the wordsfrom her mouth and say, That is not the way,mother; it was such and such a way. Themother, of course, thinking it cute in the child,will give way and let the child have the the mother begins to tell the cute and greatthings the child has done, in the presence of the
What experience has taught me ; an autobiography of Thomas William Burton .. . elessly,evidently he will transact business carelesslythrough life and become a dwarf in the commer-cial world. If a mother is telling her neighborsomething which took place the day before, per-haps, one of her children is apt to take the wordsfrom her mouth and say, That is not the way,mother; it was such and such a way. Themother, of course, thinking it cute in the child,will give way and let the child have the the mother begins to tell the cute and greatthings the child has done, in the presence of thechild. In my childhood days, when the old folkshad company one would not know that there wasa child on the place unless they saw us. Espe-cially when they were talking, there was no dan-ger of the children chipping in. If we were tooloud or boisterous, just a look or pointing of thefinger was enough. A child is often spoiled now-adays by the parents threatening it so very much,but never putting those threats into the fact that it has been getting out S^^xl. Birth and Parents 21 of mischief so easily, it grows up caring but lit-tle for obligations. Correct thy son, and heshall give thee rest; yea, he shall give delightunto thy soul. (Prov. 29:17.) Parents, be positive, but not cruel; for theseare Gods jewels. They are the future genera-tion, and are at your mercy to mold or shape inany fashion you desire. Boyhood at the Old Homestead CHAPTER II BOYHOOD AT THE OLD HOME-STEAD After the death of my mother, in 1869, Istill remained at the old homstead until I wassixteen years of age, working for what I couldeat and wear. I did not know what it was towork for wages until I left the place to on the place I learned to do all kinds ofhouse and farm work. I certainly appreciate thefact that I can do all of these things even man who can do these things is somewhatindependent, even though he may not have a dol-lar. There were no schools in that neigh
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